Weekend Roundup

The girls are still fighting these darn colds and it's getting really old for all of us! Today they both seemed to be doing better, but over the weekend they were feeling pretty yucky. We stayed in on Friday. On Friday night we made tacos and Peter played a couple of Styx songs for B and she danced like a maniac. She now asks for "The Robot Song" several times a day. On Saturday I ran errands, and P stayed in with the sickies. We went to Katie's for the end of the LSU game--what a heartbreaker. On Sunday morning we had breakfast at Betsy's Pancake House. Sadie slept through most of it, but B enjoyed herself. After breakfast we brought the girls to the Park near the house. The girls were so happy to be out of the house! And Sadie got in a swing for the first time. Sadie and I met Attie and Lawson in the Park for walk this morning, but we skipped Music again because of Sadie's cold. She was doing a lot better tonight so hopefully we'll be done with this stuff soon. Marme, Katie, Attie, and Lawsy came over for dinner. I made black beans and cornbread. The girls were all very good and Betsy and Sadie conked out before 8. Yay!


Sadie is almost sitting up by herself. She'll sit for a couple of minutes, but then she topples.


Betsy stepped on my foot then said, "Sorry, Jen." She said it again today. The only time she calls me Jen is when she's apologizing.


Sadie loves to snuggle and hug and grabs my face all the time and pulls it to her.


Yesterday B begged us to go to PJ's then today she told me she wanted to go to Walgreens. My boo has a mind of her own for sure. She wants to wear certain clothes that don't match and bows that don't match and shoes that are too small. Scarlet, you said these days were coming...

After we do something B says, "Had fun ____." No matter what it was she says it and sometimes what we have done is not fun at all.


If Peter or I tell Betsy to stop doing something, she'll say, "No, my dancing" or singing or running instead of "I'm dancing," etc.

This afternoon Betsy asked me to put on Radiohead. I told her that she would probably like Sufjan Stevens' music, but she said, "No, Betsy like Radiohead. Betsy want Radiohead." I've created a monster.